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Qingxuan Peak was a restriction that Patriarch Tianxuan personally set for the original owner. Before Meng Jiao came, Qingxuan Peak was covered with ice and snow all year round because it always appeared to be of ice type to the outside world.

The original owner didn't care in the past, so Qingxuan Peak didn't look desolate under the cover of ice and snow.

But Meng Jiao is not happy now. After the ice and snow melted, the whole mountain looks bare.

After calculating the time, Meng Jiao carried the drowsy Mo Yanchen out of the pool, put him on the prepared big bed, and gently tucked the quilt for him.

The Qilin Egg, which saw the entire scene, widened its eyes in disbelief. Why could this person directly enter his master's space?

Wait, he had noticed something was wrong a long time ago, there was a faint smell of that woman on his master,

After the contract, he knew that the master had no Dantian, and there was nothing belonging to the woman in this living space.

Then... the only possibility is,

Know the sea!

Shit, the master is still a child, that sea of ​​consciousness can only be achieved by a Taoist partner...

Just as he was thinking whether he should expose the woman's evil deeds tomorrow, a familiar temperature approached from outside the eggshell.

Meng Jiao's cold voice sounded above his head.

"The Qilin clan has not appeared in the world for ten thousand years, right? If you lose the chance to survive because of your excessive talk..."

The white egg jumped around, trying to escape Meng Jiao's spell, cursing in the eggshell.

"Oh, you bad woman, you threatened me. I'm going to tell the master."

Meng Jiao hooked her finger, and the fire grew stronger, forcing the Qilin Egg to have no way to escape.

"Little thing, you dare to call yourself a master."

The Qilin paused.

"You, you can actually hear me talking! You, you can hear me all the time? Ahhh ~ liar, then why did you give me to someone else, you bad woman."

"He is more suitable for you than me. You will know it later. But if you don't behave, I can replace him with a new one." Meng Jiao twisted him back and forth with her hands.

The Qilin was caught off guard and rolled several times in the eggshell.

"Then you, you can't break his sea of ​​consciousness either, that's like putting his life in your hands, and only a Taoist couple can..."

Meng Jiao interrupted with a cold shout, and increased the spiritual power of her hands.

"So, you choose to disappear?"

Qilin lay limply at the bottom of the eggshell, clearly feeling the life force in his body gradually disappearing. Damn it, this woman actually has the wood element. He raised his paw resignedly,

"Then you must swear not to harm the master."

Even at this time, she still worried about her master. She was indeed a protective person. The rich vitality was fed back to the eggshell. Meng Jiao did not answer and slowly disappeared into space.

Qilin lay limply in the eggshell, thinking of everything he had just experienced, and couldn't help but sigh,

"This woman's temper is too bad. It's a pity that she can pretend to be cold and indifferent on weekdays."

Mo Yanchen had no idea what was going on with the other party. He lay in the warm bed and slept what he felt was the most peaceful and comfortable sleep.

In the cave next door, Meng Jiao flashed into the space the moment she entered. The robots in the space were still busy, and there was a pile of unsorted "junk" in front of the villa.

On the classified shelves, the broken flag she had picked up was found to be a soul-calling flag after system identification, and the broken armor piece turned out to be a rare star armor.

After the final identification, even the most common weeds were young spiritual herbs.

However, many things, such as the magic talisman and the formation-breaking flag, are disposable items.

Hongmeng Ding was enjoying the careful cleaning service of the robots. When he saw her coming in, he hurriedly ran towards her.

"Master, do you want to learn alchemy?"

Meng Jiao couldn't help but wonder if the flattering old man in front of her was still the one she had contracted with before.

"I still like your unruly look before."

He opened the storage ring Huaqin had given him and found a bag full of top-grade spirit stones.

He threw it to the robot for classification as usual, and picked up a few books on soul cultivation from the bookshelf.

"Eh? Master, make the elixir, let me teach you."

She waved her hand to send him away, then sat cross-legged in meditation. The soul technique secret book just now was transformed into simple words and entered her mind.

Hongmeng Ding saw the spiritual energy of the space and the spirit stone just now constantly gathering towards her.

But as time passed, there was no sign of any change in her spiritual energy.

In Mo Yanchen's sea of ​​consciousness, the spiritual energy around Meng Jiao's image was thick and turned into dew, which was merging with her drop by drop.

As time went by, one could vaguely see that the soul was becoming more solid.

A night passed, and when Mo Yanchen woke up from the soft mattress, Meng Jiao also slowly opened her eyes from the space.

Looking at the various daily necessities placed in the cave, Mo Yanchen's scattered rationality finally came back to his senses.

The sky gradually brightened, and fearing that his master had already gotten up, he had to speed up his packing.

He opened the cabinet beside him, thinking that it was used by his master to store things for him, but he didn't expect that it was already filled with various robes of high quality.

Picking the same plain-colored style as his master's, Mo Yanchen quickly ran out of the house.

The divine consciousness spread throughout the Qingxuan Peak, and Meng Jiao let in the few people who had been waiting in front of the restriction at the foot of the mountain.

The spring breeze suddenly blew, and peach blossoms flew everywhere. Mo Yanchen went out to catch the falling petals. The voice of the boy in the puberty period was a little soft, but his tone was particularly respectful.

"Master, good morning."

Hearing the voice, Meng Jiao's heart tightened for a moment, then quickly calmed down. She turned her cold and calm eyes towards him calmly.

"Why don't you change your shoes?"

Thinking of the row of cabinets before he went out, Mo Yanchen suddenly realized that those cabinets were also full.

Huaqin walked along the road. The entire Qingxuan Peak had changed from its former snow-white color to earthy yellow, which really looked a bit bleak.

The most colorful one is probably the peach tree behind the little ancestor.

Huaqin originally wanted to register these two outstanding female disciples under her name, and help her with the cleaning.

But I never expected that she would block my words before I could even open my mouth.

"Huaqin, you don't want me to take on a disciple, do you?"

"My dear little ancestor, your Qingxuan Peak must be taken care of by someone."

Mo Yanchen lowered his head and pursed his lips behind Meng Jiao. For some reason, he couldn't suppress his irritation when he thought about his master accepting someone else.

I guess it’s because I don’t want to come into contact with anyone other than my Master... I made excuses like this in my mind.

"Huaqin, my energy is limited right now, and there is Xiao Zi in Qingxuan Peak, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Hearing what she said, Huaqin knew that she had made up her mind, so she said nothing more.

"So when are you going to go into seclusion? And this junior brother, do you need me to arrange for him to attend morning classes like other disciples?"

Meng Jiao was a little confused when she called him "Junior Brother". After calculating their seniority, she realized that Mo Yanchen had really taken advantage of her by following her.

"Just take him to get familiar with Tianxuan. I will teach him in person on weekdays. If there is something going on in the sect, he can come and practice with me then."

His heart finally settled down. Mo Yanchen secretly loosened his tightly clenched fingers and walked behind Huaqin.

He doesn't care about seniority, as long as he can be with his master.